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This is an unfortunate woman, in a big wind and rain the night, a car accident on her Zhuangfei out from the crossing, but also in the vast darkness of night to escape, she was lucky accident made her green life in the first channel time to get the best medical care, no medical expenses to worry about, since the hospital, she has been unconscious, the doctor said: her brain nerve damage, maybe not never wake up, she also has five pregnant months of it! The need for treatment should consider induction of labor! When she transferred from the Department of Neurology Obstetrics and Gynecology, the doctors still could not resolved the implementation of this operation, her fetus is not only normal development but also in some of life index is higher than the same period of the fetus, this is simply a miracle! ! !
also a fan of her family, she come from? Where to go? She hurried journey is similar to who, the father of her unborn child who is, of which there is a story of how, as long as she does not sober, would not know, but no one knows, before the accident, his days are happy or sad. Time to this day by day she went in a coma, and finally one day she was wheeled into the delivery room, and then the doctor is proud to announce that: five-kilogram baby boy was very healthy! Nurse the baby over to her, they feel that although the mother is a vegetable, it should be allowed to see mother and son meet, with the instinct of the breast pump baby,
tod's outlet, the mother's face showing the various impulses, her breast milk even wet one! The secretion of milk in little by little. Since then, whenever the nurse the baby back to his nurse, her face filled with happiness will emerge out of this expression, and sometimes his mouth also issued a whisper softly, like a happy mother to her child singing.
Three months later, in turn let the children eat belly full, she finally passed away peacefully calm. Admission, she hundred and twenty pound of body weight after childbirth eighty-six kg body weight before death is only sixty pounds for her own flesh and blood is in the breeding and feeding of the child! Originally she gave birth to a child can go after, but the fear of children alone, and insisted to accompany him down the road of life for a while. Later we bought a piece of parity for her burial, her name is not, nor her life, a simple single lines of text on the tombstone: a whole body shines with maternal brilliant woman! There is a beautiful language to say that maternal love to do it? I think not. What is the magic marker to measure the maternal it? I think not.
I read a newspaper: a night in June last year, a large area of debris, washed away in a flash 4 Meigu County, Sichuan Province, villages, swallowed more than one hundred and fifty lives. A young mother has been regardless of his thigh crushed rocks, debris flow in the waist-deep in just a few big hands holding a baby, struggling to stand upright for more than four hours. She has been insisting that morning, so come to the rescue of the people, even babies intact! When I read this story, tears running down his cheeks unconsciously. Dimly through tears, the eyes seem to stand around with a sculpture of the SG, that is our mother! It is surrounded by her Chinese mother's motherhood that light!
I have in the The original moment of the crash, Hongmei Gong Dani mother to child in her arms tightly, with his body to block foreign matter and he could feel the flames rocks, Hongmei Gong's death in exchange for their own Little Dani's life. Her mother at such a tight hug, as well as rescue workers and with great effort only then small Dani out of there. I have read this article a few years ago, and then, I was a primary school, but I will never forget this article in caused by the shock on my mind! I have tears in their eyes and I think a disproportionate age, the question: What is the maternal love? It seems that moment on, I found the answer.
One day, my brother, I copied a poem, the poem entitled Yesterday / I came home from school / pot is not a bowl of oil, salt and rice. / Today / I came home from school / oil, salt and a bowl of fried rice / on the mother's grave.
my eyes swept the poem when it was still ignorant state. Read the second time this poem, my tears flow down. To this end, a time in life but also to prepare a bowl of oil, salt and rice to the children's mother, to such a poor and miserable in every effort to give children in a warm and loving mother. Through the cold, wet, I seem to see, in the hundreds of thousands of poor villages, with tens of thousands of poor and such a great mother! And many students, I grew up in grew up under the care of the mother's care. Perhaps because they have too much experience but a bit less than motherly love precious. Until her mother to go far away from my work until I left home to go to vocational school, so I have time parting with their parents. During that time, when I see the same room companion and the mother came to visit happy together, I have to quietly hide away.
maternal love is the greatest the world.
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